The twilight is no other thing, we say, II. 148. The Virgin Mary was, as I have read, II. 232. The Virgin Mother stood at a distance, there, II. 230. The work is done, now let my laurel be, II. 249. The work is done: young men and maidens, set, II. 164. Then did I live when I did see, II. 140. There is no evil that we do commit, II. 233. There's no constraint to do amiss, II. 239. These fresh beauties (we can prove), I. 16. These springs were maidens once that lov'd, I. 225. These summer-birds did with thy master stay, I. 189. These temporal goods God, the most wise, commends, II. 234. Things are uncertain, and the more we get, II. 144. This axiom I have often heard, II. 39. This crosstree here, II. 253. This day is yours, great Charles! and in this war, II. 87. This day, my Julia, thou must make, II. 83. This I'll tell ye by the way, II. 152. This is my comfort when she's most unkind, II. 151. This is the height of justice: that to do, II. 14. This rule of manners I will teach my guests, II. 137. This stone can tell the story of my life, II. 128. Those ends in war the best contentment bring, II. 144. Those garments lasting evermore, II. 242. Those ills that mortal men endure, I. 192. Those possessions short-liv'd are, II. 50. Those saints which God loves best, II. 175. Those tapers which we set upon the grave, II. 230. Thou art a plant sprung up to wither never, I. 122. Thou art to all lost love the best, I. 132. Thou bid'st me come away, II. 186. Thou bid'st me come; I cannot come; for why? II. 186. Thou cam'st to cure me, doctor, of my cold, I. 121. Thou gav'st me leave to kiss, I. 178. Thou had'st the wreath before, now take the tree, I. 188. Thou hast made many houses for the dead, II. 95. Thou hast promis'd, Lord, to be, II. 179. Thou knowest, my Julia, that it is thy turn, I. 247. Thou mighty lord and master of the lyre, II. 100. Thou sail'st with others in this Argus here, I. 26. Thou say'st I'm dull; if edgeless so I be, II. 157. Thou sayest Love's dart, II. 90. Thou say'st my lines are hard, I. 173. Thou say'st thou lov'st me, Sappho; I say no, II. 98. Thou see'st me, Lucia, this year droop, II. 126. Thou sent'st to me a true love-knot, but I, I. 217. Thou shall not all die; for while love's fire shines, I. 179. Thou, thou that bear'st the sway, II. 100. Thou who wilt not love, do this, I. 93. Though a wise man all pressures can sustain, I. 72. Though by well warding many blows we've pass'd, II. 45. Though clock, II. 55. Though frankincense the deities require, II. 117. Though from without no foes at all we fear, II. 114. Though good things answer many good intents, I. 137. Though hourly comforts from the gods we see, I. 137. Though I cannot give thee fires, I. 161. Though long it be, years may repay the debt, II. 31. Though thou be'st all that active love, II. 245. Thousands each day pass by, which we, II. 39.